Chapter 1053: Chapter 1053: Slaying the Flood Dragon (Part 2)

Moments later, Wang Chen grumbled and closed the Cultivation Panel.

The Qijue Sword could indeed be extrapolated, and he had mastered the trick to activating this cheat-like feature.

Then the panel presented the conditions required for extrapolation.

One set of swordsmanship techniques needed one hundred thousand Human Virtue Points, so six sets would be six hundred thousand!

And how many points did Wang Chen have now?

Merely over fifty thousand.

He used to think that such a number of Human Virtue Points would last him many years, as increasing the proficiency of skills consumed very little.

But this extrapolation function had dealt Wang Chen a heavy blow.

Forget it.

He could only put this extremely tempting idea aside for now and return to it later.

If possible, Wang Chen planned to trade for a few more sets of sword techniques from Huangfu Yongchun, so with enough effort in accumulating Human Virtue Points, completing the full set of Qijue Sword was not a dream.

The next day, Wang Chen quietly left Luodu.

He returned only in the evening.

In this trip, he had elevated the Leijue Sword skill level to the realm of Minor Achievement!

After staying in Immortal City for two days, Wang Chen received another Flying Sword Messaging from Huangfu Yongchun–it was time to set off.

This time, it was truly for slaying the flood dragon!

Including Wang Chen, the seven Golden Cores quickly regrouped and took off in Huangfu Yongchun’s Flying Warship toward the depths of the Fulong Mountain Range.

After a day and a night of flying, changing directions several times, the Flying Warship finally landed in a valley.

When everyone walked out of the cabin, the familiar geographical environment around them caused them to look at each other in bewilderment.

This was definitely not the original location where they practiced the sword formation, but a valley of similar size, also surrounded by towering mountains, inevitably triggered an odd feeling.

And Wang Chen truly admired Huangfu Yongchun.

This valley was clearly the site selected by the veteran True Person for slaying the flood dragon, and he had found another similar locale for them to practice the sword formation, demonstrating painstaking dedication.

Because in a familiar environment, everyone’s cooperation would be more tacit, which is beneficial to the execution of combat power.

“This place is one hundred and seventeen miles from the Demon Dragon’s hideout.”

Huangfu Yongchun said solemnly, “I have set up the Trapping Dragon Grand Array, as long as we lure the demon dragon into the trap, and with the united efforts of all fellow cultivators, we will surely capture it!”

A Golden Core cultivator couldn’t help asking, “Fellow Huangfu, at such a distance, is Dragon Attracting Grass still effective?”

“Don’t worry.”

Huangfu Yongchun said confidently, “This Dragon Attracting Grass of mine is one hundred and thirty years old, regardless of mountain barriers or water separations, as long as it’s within a hundred and thirty miles, it will certainly smell the scent!”

Everyone looked at each other and nodded unanimously.

Huangfu Yongchun was really experienced, his preparations were so thorough; if they couldn’t capture that flood dragon, it truly would be an injustice not attributable to battle.

In fact, this veteran Golden Core had also considered the possibility of failure, giving everyone a Talisman Card that would instantly teleport them dozens of miles away in life-threatening situations.

With everything ready, everyone took their positions as arranged beforehand and lay in ambush within the valley.

Huangfu Yongchun took out the Dragon Attracting Grass and planted it underneath a giant rock next to the stream in the valley.

This Dragon Attracting Grass, once removed from its growing environment, could only maintain its effect for at most three days when exposed. If it couldn’t lure the flood dragon, it would be a complete waste.

The first day, there was no movement at all.

The second day, there was still no sign of the flood dragon.

Even Huangfu Yongchun was beginning to become impatient, as the success of this plan was related to his Nascent Soul venture, and not even the slightest mistake could be tolerated.

The issue was that even if Huangfu Yongchun came fully prepared, he couldn’t foresee unexpected occurrences.

For example, if the Flood Dragon had fallen into a deep slumber, completely oblivious to the outside world, or perhaps it had suddenly gone out to visit relatives these past couple of days, or even the possibility that a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator just happened to pass by and capture it…

It’s hard to say.

But at this point, there was no turning back for Huangfu Yongchun, he had to insist everyone continue to wait.

The group of Golden Core True Persons were certainly patient enough for this much.

By the afternoon of the third day, a breeze suddenly picked up in the valley, and it was not a gentle one.

Everyone’s spirits were instantly lifted.

It’s here!

The True Persons involved in this operation were no ordinary individuals, and their keen perceptions as Golden Core Cultivators allowed them to sense the approach of a certain being. They did their utmost to conceal their own auras to avoid detection.

Even though each one of them was shielded by an Array.

As time went on, the stream flowing from the deepest part of the valley suddenly began to swell.

The water was not from the source but was backflowing into the valley from downstream, bringing along a vast amount of mud and broken stones, transforming the clear stream into a raging river!

Before long, a grayish-white Flood Dragon appeared in everyone’s line of sight.

The fourth-tier Demon King made its way through the water, its body thicker than a water bucket, appearing and disappearing in the murky river, with dragon scales the size of palm leaves shimmering with a metallic luster.

On its forehead had already grown a pair of small, sharp horns, plus whiskers dangling from its jaw, making it very close in appearance to a True Dragon.

But a Flood Dragon was still a Flood Dragon. If it were a True Dragon, then no matter how brave Huangfu Yongchun was, he wouldn’t dare to set a trap for dragon slaying.

Wang Chen and others would not join in such a folly even if they were kicked in the head by a mule!

Still, no one would underestimate a fourth-tier Flood Dragon – that was a Demon King level existence!

While swimming upstream, the Flood Dragon raised its head and looked around, its fist-sized dragon eyes emitting a piercing cold light.

The next moment, its gaze suddenly fixed.

It saw the Dragon Attracting Grass by the rocks!

The Flood Dragon immediately raised its head and let out a sharp cry, its massive tail swinging fiercely, as it leaped out of the water like an arrow released from a bow.

Then it opened its gaping maw, swallowing the piece of Dragon Attracting Grass into its body.

“Bind!”

In that instant, a powerful and vigorous voice abruptly rang out.

Beams of light suddenly broke through the ground around the Flood Dragon, looking like whips dancing in the air, and in the blink of an eye, they tightly entwined around the fourth-tier Demon King.

At the same time, seven Flying Swords appeared out of thin air, each targeting different parts of the Flood Dragon.

Heaven, Earth, Man, Wind, Thunder, Fire, Rain – seven different terrifying forces struck the Flood Dragon’s body all at once. In an instant, intersecting sword glows and radiant flares burst forth as if doomsday had arrived!

Roar~

Caught off guard, the Flood Dragon was first trapped by the grand array, and then immediately suffered a powerful blow. Countless scales on its body were scattered and flew off, revealing the pale white flesh beneath.

Droplets of bright red blood scattered on the ground, creating a shockingly grizzly sight!

Clang!

With the ringing of Longswords, Wang Chen and the others quickly switched places, and the Qijue Sword Formation was launched simultaneously.

After leaving a series of wounds on the Flood Dragon, the seven Flying Swords charged up towards the firmament. Then, at the height of a hundred zhang, they plunged back down, each with its might multiplied several times.

This time, the seven swords collectively locked onto the head of the Flood Dragon!

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The first update is hereby delivered.